Oculus Britanniae An Heroi-Panegyrical poem on the University of Oxford. Illustrated with divers beautiful Similes, and useful Digressions [by Nicholas Amhurst] |
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The damsel, though with wit not over-stock'd,
With this severe reply his reverence shock'd;
What pity is it that desire should last,
And the good-will to sin, when youth is past?
Thy passions still remain, thrice holy drone,
And ah! I grieve to think the sting is gone:
Yes, I behold thee with a pitying eye,
And for my sake, good man! thou shalt not dye;
Since at your lodgings you request my sight,
I'll wait upon you there to morrow night;
Safe in thy hands my virtue I will trust,
And do, dear doctor, do thy very worst.
With this severe reply his reverence shock'd;
What pity is it that desire should last,
And the good-will to sin, when youth is past?
Thy passions still remain, thrice holy drone,
And ah! I grieve to think the sting is gone:
Yes, I behold thee with a pitying eye,
And for my sake, good man! thou shalt not dye;
Since at your lodgings you request my sight,
I'll wait upon you there to morrow night;
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And do, dear doctor, do thy very worst.
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